Wednesday, November 19, 2014

It’s Over

when we met you told me lies:
you said you loved me and I was
the only one in your life and I
believed you and trusted you

you pretended you shared my sorrows
when my tears were flowing like a river
now I know it was all just a game
to make me believe you have the latest kiss

I was a fool to trust in everything you said
that you were an angel spreading your love
but now your words cut like a dagger
you wanted me to take care of your needs

it doesn’t take long to catch a thief in its own game
‘cos a dead yam-leaf falls off by itself into the dust
and we don’t burn a thief’s house; we comb it
I’m glad you found a new pawpaw-twig to swing on

this morn I learned of what you told my friends
my tears and sorrows are not part of your dreams
all you wanted was me to take care of your needs
so, our love was just an ATM machine

glad to know you obviously never cared
but that doesn't matter anymore
glad you found someone at my backyard
but it won’t take long for the world to know you

the lid you found this morn is for the bowl you hated
the elders say, there’s a reason mother hen in on the market
now I know you thought grass is greener on the other side
well, I’m just too glad you had to go and we shut the door


Hold Me

Hold me gently, touch me softly,
With your beautiful lips, kiss me mildly,
Put your hands on my hips, make me want you,
It won't hurt.

Do it passionately at this hour
It's the middle of the night
And my body is calling your name,
To hold me gently, to touch me softly,


Just touch me, I need it,
I need you to sit here for a minute
To hold my hand, to listen to the heart beat
Yearning for you, to feel your lips


And travel with you to new places in the Soul


I want to feel your hand flow through my hair
To feel heaven as if we were there
Because you are next to me, and there's no other place
I would rather be, than in your arms

Yours Only

When the Sun rises today
I want to be the Smile on your face,
The First thought that comes to you,
I want to be the Joy in your heart
When you walk through the day.
I want to be the last voice,
the only Laughter, the perfect Kiss,
In the comfort of your arms.
I Want To Be Yours, and only Yours.

If I could be any part of you today
I would be your Tear,
To be conceived in your heart, born in your eyes,
Dance on your cheeks, fall on your lips
And Die in your bosom.
Just to Be Yours and Yours only.


I want to hold you tight.
Kiss your lips, and hug you forever.
I want to make you feel wanted
I want you to feel my love and Call you mine.
My sweetheart, my Only true Sweetheart.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

MySelf Again

The tree in that sickening pot
could have grown tall like the baobab
on the side of the mountain, but you carved it,
and forced it to the size you want.

Every day you whittle him and tell yourself
how lucky, tiny tree, to have a pot to grow in.

And you bound its feet, crippled its brain,
muddled its hands and dwarfed its growth.

It is our nature to grow.
One day, when you wake from your dreamland
you no longer can cup my constant image in your eyes.

There will be a grave attention in your eyes
and without words you’ll survey me and my world.

There the dim past and the present will mingle
in an opened-mouth amazement.

In all tenderness, truth and untruths will struggle;
and you no longer will keep me like chattel slaves,
cramped in roach infected shacks of your inner senses..

Your sickening pot would be gone;
my growth would be mine.



Good Night My Love

When the jostle and flurry of the day goes silent
My heart beats for you;
And it gets louder and apparent when the sun goes down.

When night takes over day; I start missing you
In ways unimaginable.

When the stars lit up the dark night sky
I feel like staring into your dreamy eyes

When it is time for bed; I wish you were by my side
So we can both go together on a dreamy ride

Kissing one another good night